Spike couldn't go on the field trip with the others yesterday:
bink had glued her whipped-cream hat on & the glue was still wet.
I was surprised Spike was so patient as to want to stay home and let it dry, but the girlettes are going to parade in the windows tomorrow--Halloween--and she wanted to be ready for that.
Which she is!
Snow is not unheard of for Halloween here--everyone old enough, like me, still talks about the Halloween blizzard of 1991--"one of the state's historical great blizzards", says the MN DNR:
"The storm total in the Twin Cities was 28.4 inches of snow, establishing a single-storm snowfall record."
I was helping a friend move Nov. 1, so I remember the blizzard extra well, me slogging with boxes through a little path shoveled to the truck, which I'm surprised could even get down the street.
Has anyone here printed or otherwise saved their blog?
Reading Frances Partridge's diaries from the 1950s, I've started to wonder about saving--printing?--some of my posts.
FP's paper journals were there when she wanted to publish
them 20-some years after she wrote them, and remain stable now, 70 years later.
Doesn't look like parent company Google is going anywhere anytime soon or looking to shut down Blogger (though they do shut down their products); but I wonder:
will online writing still be accessible in a dozen or more years?
We know how fast tech can change. I remember being excited about electric typewriters! And I used to write for the publisher on floppy disks.
Not that I expect my blog to outlive me, I just want it to live as long as me.
I'd like to be able to look back at it should I live another twenty years, to 82--around my statistical life expectancy.
Twenty years? Eek.
A lot of my relatives lived into their late 80s––that would only give me a few more years, but I'd take them--and some lived into their late 90s, though frankly illnesses made their last few years awfully hard.
And no years are guaranteed, of course.
But to print the whole blog?
That would be massive! Maybe I should/would like to start editing it, at least selecting favorite posts.
I have an index tag, "favorite posts". I've used it inconsistently though--you don't know a post is a favorite right away.
There are twenty-one posts with that tag. What even are they?
[goes and looks]
Okay, a lot of them are photos of favorite things I've made,
but I didn't even tag the girlettes recreating Manet's "Bundle of Asparagus", which makes me as pleased and proud as anything I've ever done. I've just added the tag.
(Gee, that was only one year ago.)
But the point of the blog isn't stand-out individual posts so much as the accumulation of average ones.
When the month turns over, often I'll go look at posts from that month in past years---just now looking at November from eight years ago-- 2015. There's no one post from that month that stands out in particular, but I liked revisiting it--it was an interesting month, and I'd forgotten a lot of it!
For instance, this quote from Joyce Appleby's biography, Thomas Jefferson that I liked:
I wrote:
Has anyone else named it World War III?
Pope Francis has. Last year, on September 13, 2014, he said,"After the second failure of another world war, perhaps one can speak of a third war, one fought piecemeal, with crimes, massacres, destruction."
Not that that's cheering, but it helps place me in time. "Oh, that's right, we've been here a while."
Yes, cheering: I was also meeting weekly with pals to Sew 'n' Snack & Chat--and this morning I hope to meet up with one of them for the first time since Covid for just that--a mending date at a coffee shop.
ABOVE, L to R: [bink's arm holding Pinky (bear)],
me, Esther, & Julia, 2015
